two steps on the water
I grew today. I think I finally made it to the bottom of the hill.
I don't totally know where I'm headed. I only know what steps I'm taking. Steps that leave me further, leave me deeper.
Maybe this is what you've always been trying to get me to understand. But unfortunately, I'm not sure you understand it yourself.
I can't spend my life teaching grown men empathy. Not even in friendship.
You've seen my capacity for compassion, for care, for love. To turn that away in any format after utilizing it for any period of time... It sounds delusional, it sounds self centered to say, but to not continue to nurture it in any capacity is plain reckless and stupid.
I've shown my wings as far as they could possibly stretch, and you continue to walk away. Carelessness with such divinity is an objective mistake.
There's still time, but it's getting shorter. Soon you'll be so far down the road you won't even see me take flight.